Текст песни Emma Sameth, Heuse, Chris Linton - Stones

Thought about this too much
What's there left to say?
Throw your stones the river

Like me, it drifts away
I would watch you stare
I would watch you stare
Oh, but there's no-one there

We can figure this out
Put your feet down

We are the lucky ones
Swallow your choices down
Terrified of what's left
Remains, unsettled till you break my mind

(Till you break my mind)
(Until you break my thoughts)
(Till you break my thoughts)

I'm throwing wishes in the well in hopes that
That you will keep them for yourself and know that
Know there was a time
When we never let go, never let go, oh never let go

We can figure this out
Put your feet down

We are the lucky ones
Swallow your choices down
Terrified of what's left
Remains, unsettled till you break my mind

(Till you break my mind)
(Until you break my thoughts, till you break my thoughts)
(These sticks and stones will break me)
(They will break, they will break, they will break)